strictlysupreme Chapter 387: The Days with Ruotu Dragon King
Chapter 387: The Days with Ruotu Dragon King
Chapter 387: The Days with the Dragon King Ruota
When the Dragon King Ruota woke up, Yuan Zhuoyue looked at his confused expression and almost subconsciously wanted to say that.
"You're awake, congratulations! The operation was successful..."
However, Yuan Zhuoyue still forcibly restrained the urge to be witty at this inappropriate time.
After all, she was not very familiar with the Dragon King Ruota and the others, so there was no need to play some jokes that others could not understand at this time.
Thinking of this, Yuan Zhuoyue couldn't help feeling a little melancholy, and suddenly he missed the noisy little golden cube.
Judging from the way he was surfing the Internet so intensively, he must have understood her joke and resonated with her to continue the conversation.
Even if it was Morax who was here now, he might be able to understand what she meant and refute her inappropriate joke with a disapproving tone and expression.
But now, neither the noisy little golden cube nor Morax, the teacher with extremely horrible teaching progress, were by her side.
Yuan Zhuoyue had already investigated the situation of King Ruota and witnessed him waking up with her own eyes. She was sure that he was in the mine in the abyss of rocks and that the power she used to attack him had not caused any adverse effects.
Shortly after the Dragon King Ruota had just awakened, still looking sleepy, tired and confused, Yuan Zhuoyue said goodbye to Guizhong, left the place where these people gathered, and returned to Liyue Harbor.
Perhaps it was because of the ability she displayed when fighting against those [filth], or perhaps it was because she had the excuse of the dream.
However, there are still many ordinary people in Liyue who have been frightened to varying degrees in this incident, so the immortals are busy discussing how to appease the people of Liyue.
Yuan Zhuoyue discovered that there was a vacancy in the position that could always be by his side.
It turned out that when those traces of [filth] just appeared, there was no replacement, and the post that Yu Mi Nu had always held was now empty.
And before, those gazes that were hiding in the dark, thinking they were calm, and that were cast on her with curiosity and inquiry, also disappeared without a trace.
Yuan Zhuoyue, who had been accustomed to having people following him openly or secretly since he started living in his own world, felt a little uncomfortable when he suddenly discovered this.
Of course, there are benefits to being watched, which is that her food, clothing, housing, transportation, and entertainment expenses are all covered by the immortals.
Now that Yuan Zhuoyue is short of money, he can only look at the many little gadgets that he likes very much and sigh with regret.
Although she is currently wearing Morax's body, she can make use of her identity as a guest of the Wangsheng Hall and directly register the credit account to the Wangsheng Hall by scanning her face.
But after careful consideration, Yuan Zhuoyue gave up the idea.
After all, she had been so shameless as to register a set of banquets directly under the name of Wangsheng Hall, and the most important point now was that Hu Tao, the head of the hall, also knew about it.
The person in this body was not a guest official in her Hall of Rebirth, but an outsider of unknown origin who had occupied the body of a guest official who was familiar with him.
Yuan Zhuoyue felt that Hu Tao probably wouldn't want a stranger of unknown origin to wander around pretending to be a guest of the Wangsheng Hall.
He took advantage of the reputation of the guest officials and engaged in eating, drinking and entertainment with impunity, and even bought things on credit in the name of the Hall of Rebirth.
Thus, in this Liyue Harbor that seemed to have not been affected by any disaster and was still prosperous and lively, Yuan Zhuoyue wandered for most of the day along with the bustling crowd.
I got a cup of freshly brewed tea.
Tian Tiezui came to tell Zhongli, who was a frequent visitor, that he had just compiled a brand new story about the King of Rocks and wanted to share it with him.
Take a look at this new story and think about it. Is there anything that needs to be modified?
Yuan Zhuoyue, who had nothing to do and was wandering around everywhere, naturally agreed to this request with pleasure.
She listened with great interest, but as she listened, Yuan Zhuoyue found that the story was very familiar. It was exactly the noise she made when she sealed [Filth] not long ago.
Yuan Zhuoyue: "..."
Under Tian Tiezui's expectant gaze, she praised: "...This is a novel story."
How to say it... After piling up too many embellishments, some facts have long been buried and become somewhat unfamiliar.
This is what Yuan Zhuoyue thought now. The story he heard now was consistent with the dream he had previously told to the waiter in the Wangsheng Hall about the deeds of Prince Yan.
It's really just as clever.
It's just that the storyteller's performance in front of him and the previous passionate self-narration had similarities. When they overlapped together, Yuan Zhuoyue, as an eyewitness, felt it was quite subtle to be honest.
Just like the reviews of the same movie, different people will naturally have different thoughts and the core ideas they want to express after watching it.
After getting the response, Tian Tiezui looked at Yuan Zhuoyue's reaction and seemed not very satisfied: "... It seems that this version of the story, Brother Zhongli, may still have a lot of flaws and can be polished? But I have other versions of the story here, why don't you listen to them?"
Yuan Zhuoyue naturally nodded in agreement with great interest.
But then again, the efficiency of literary creation is really high. How long has it been? There are already several versions of the first draft.
When Yuan Zhuoyue was listening to the book attentively, she suddenly felt a tall figure suddenly appear beside her, blocking the setting sun and the sunlight shining on her.
She looked up and immediately confirmed the identity of the visitor: it was the Rāshtra Dragon King, whom she had met not long ago.
Moreover, Yuan Zhuoyue felt that there were needles hidden in the look of King Ruota when he looked at her. His gaze on her pricked her so hard that it was very difficult for her to pretend that she didn't notice it.
She suddenly felt that her leisurely and happy time had gradually drifted away from her, leaving only the Rādhāra Dragon King who was staring at her with a critical and scrutinizing look, standing beside her like an immovable mountain.
Wow... this feeling...
It's like meeting the dean of studies at school, or meeting the nursing department's ward rounds at work.
Being annoyed and wanting to hide had almost become Yuan Zhuoyue's instinct. She couldn't understand why he was facing such a situation now?
Logically speaking, among the 'Big Three', shouldn't Gui Zhong be the first one to come into contact with her?
At the very least, it should be Marco Hughes who feeds her regularly. Why is it that the Dragon King Ruta, who seems to dislike everything about her, is guarding her now?